It’s been almost fifteen years since we moved to the DC area from the Midwest. We bought a tiny condo as a “second” home on Capitol Hill that was located just down the street from our son and his family. A few months later I found a job at the Library of Congress - of all places - and was able to walk to wok for 10 years. We decided we could actually move in to the tiny 500 square foot space and we sold our home - in a day. We gave up a lot to move to DC after living in the Midwest for thirty years where all of our friends and colleagues still live. We spent a lot of time creating a living space that was almost perfect for our needs, had a beautiful borzoi, and lived our adult lives. And we never looked back. Since then our family moved four hours away to the middle of Virginia a few years back and we moved to northern Virginia two years ago shortly after I retired. Having been cooped up for the last year, I really started to miss our old home, and dog, and friends, and colleagues, and yard. So I looked back at the photos that were used on the real estate advertisement. Yes, some things look dated and the house has been changed to the new occupants liking. We’ve seen it several times when we went back to visit our next door neighbors. It’s a weird feeling to see your house from the neighbors yard. I painted a picture of all the houses we have lived in over the years and that home was the one we spent the most time in. We have a lot of memories and sometimes I wish we still lived there. But if we didn’t take the opportunity to move to DC when we did who knows what would have happened? The one thing I do know is that the winter was never my favorite time of year and it lasts much too long there. And it looks so much better since the pandemic. So hopefully as things begin to open up again and we can move about more again I won’t feel so nostalgic. I wonder how long that is going to take?
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